Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Not much has been happening in the news lately, so I thought I'd share the latest in my little life. Huntington Beach and I made the split. In essence. It was the most mature, caring, sensible parting of ways I've ever experienced, and I hate it. Detest. I'm miserable, lonely, empty. I've only been mentioning HB here for about the last six months, but he and I met over two years ago the very first week I moved back to Portland. So there wasn't much of the health problems, time off from work, lazy summer, learn to surf, extended job hunt, decision to become a teacher, going back to school, painful work transition, turning forty experience that I didn't share with him. In the end, I think I let heinous family stress do us in. I didn't know how to stop it. It doesn't really matter because it's the right thing, but if he so much as opened the door a crack I'd rush back in and lap up every ill-fated second.